Sick
Each twin of shiver
(shiver)
dotes
on bed, a trademark cold
branding throat
with slogan too sharp
to swallow; I pay instead
through the nose.
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A quick and kind of silly poem for the Real Toads “get listed” prompt hosted by Fireblossom. I am suffering, in fact, from a text book cold, which has the great benefit of excusing adherence to New Year’s resolutions!
Those wierd crinkly grey ghosts are meant to be kleenexes. (Sorry!) Take care.
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